. “FUCK ME PAUL!” are words I have heard a thousand times since we've been together. Her panties still soaked from her pussy juice.. another man'... cum and pushing at one side of my cock (Jodi always screws with her panties on) I'm free to blow away inside her. 99 times out of 100 she will be on at least her 3rd of 4th orgasm of the night when I finally get to cum in her. She collapses on my chest... we kiss... my cock still in her I can feel her tighten around me. Always three times... I came to an unspoken agreement with myself a couple of years ago. If Flubberguts was still available when she was of marriageable age, no matter my feelings about women in general and marriage specifically, I'd marry her. She was as uncomplicated an individual that you would ever like to meet, not an iota of spite or mischief in her luscious body. Her breasts never did stop growing just the rate of growth decreased. Even at fifteen she was almost as tall as me and she told me with total. I wonder if it counts with a ghost?”“If you came in her, I guess it counts. Hey, if you want to, come back like Bobbie did and have her again. She’s not dangerous in any way.”I threw it back at him, “If you think it’s such a great idea, why don’t you do it here some night?”“Oh no, not me; I don’t need it that badly.”“I don’t think I need it either. It’s just too creepy.” And yet, somewhere in my mind, I was tempted.I ultimately decided that living girls were preferable to dead ones, and I never. “Ah! Please Eric!” Sandra begged me. “It feels too good!” she managed to say between her uncontrollable moans. I felt her humping and pushing her crotch up into my face, with her cunt juices smearing all over my mouth and chin as I tongue-fucked her. Suddenly I felt an additional wave of juices spraying against my face as Sandra reached orgasm. “Wow!” I said amazed. “You can squirt?” “Oooh…apparently!” she said astonished. “I’ve never cum so hard in my life! What did you do?!” “Nothing out.